what would you say?
i feel like i`m playing the worlds smallest violen when it comes to you.
or that i`m a record stuck on repeat.
i do hate the way i feel, for hating you.
said i`m done over and over again.
this time, i`ll hope it`s for real.
finally told i was done.
this time it was you whom chased.
your turn to cry.
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